Prompt: "Hey, can I hold your boobs for a sec?" for MystLu
"Damn Cana and her card readings," Lucy grumbled under her breath. The blonde had no doubt that card mage knew what she was doing, but somehow she always ended up getting the raw end of the deal. Without looking away from the book in her lap, the celestial mage glanced up at the man sitting across from her.
Mystogan, Fairy Tail's most reclusive member, had been paired with Lucy to carry a mission for the guildmaster. Were she younger, she'd think that the mystery that surrounding him was romantic. However, at twenty years old Lucy had outgrown such fantasies. She'd lived through far too many evils and only allowed such carefree thoughts to cross her mind when she sat down to enjoy a book or write her own.
Bored of reading, Lucy returned her worn book to her pack and pulled out the package she been given by the guildmaster. Knowing the old pervert, it was probably something important that had slipped his mind so he was sending the two of them to save face. She had no problem with the silent mage, she was actually appreciative of the change in volume as compared to her team. The man just intimidated her.
Even though she'd been in the guild for years and could easily stand toe to toe against Natsu, there was much she didn't know about the man with her. She knew a little about the kind of magic he used, though she could explain it verbally. She also knew what he looked like but had never heard him speak a word. When the two had received their instructions from the guildmaster, he had just simply nodded.
When they'd arrived at their destination, he was asleep. "Myst, we're here," she said softly, nudging his shoulder.
He cracked his eyes open and looked up at the blonde looking down at him. The two mages exited the train and headed to a former client's home. Mystogan maintain his usual aloofness while Lucy handled the talking. Apparently, they'd been tasked to deliver a written apology that had been expected weeks prior. Needless to say, the client was not happy. Luckily, Lucy was a socialite and was easily able to calm the man down and even managed to convince him to accept the guild's apology.
It was well after dark when they'd finally been able to leave. Lucy would have preferred not staying the night in town because they weren't exactly getting paid for coming all the way out here and she didn't want to spend her money. They didn't have a choice however, since the last train had already left for the night.
"I'll meet you at the hotel, I want to stop at the convenience store," she informed him, though she didn't expect an answer. "Would you like some more apples if they have any?" she asked, a sly smile gracing her face. If there was one thing she knew about the man it was that he loved apples. He simply nodded at her before she turned on her heel and walked to her destination.
Mystogan watched her go until she turned the corner then headed to the hotel. He could go and hopefully be able to get a room for each of them before she arrived at the hotel. He wasn't sure how she'd been able to hold a conversation with their client for hours, but commended her for it. She was a poster child for the guild and understood why she was preferred to handle delicate matters such as today's task.
At the hotel, he'd only been able to get a single room for the two of them and hoped that it had two beds. He was a private individual and while Lucy had been nothing but respectful, he didn't feel like sleeping on the floor so that she could have the bed. He waited in the lobby for her for about fifteen minutes and was concerned that he hadn't made it.
He left the hotel and headed in the direction she had gone. It took him no time to find the woman but she looked rather pissed with the man that was following, and no doubt harassing her. She didn't look in any immediate danger and stayed out of sight as they approached his position.
"Hey, can I hold your boobs for a sec?" the man asked her.
Lucy just ignored him and continued to the hotel. After spending all afternoon talking with that insufferable client while remaining calm had taken a toll on her and she was tired. The last thing she wanted was some creep talking her ear off and asking for favors.
The man, now annoyed with her for being ignored, reached out a clammy hand. Before he grabbed her though, she felt someone different throw an arm around her and pull her close. She recognized the bandaged wrapped arm and didn't fight off her companion.
"Who the hell are you?" the man demanded.
Mystogan only glared at the man and moved Lucy so that she was wrapped in his arms and they were just grazing the underside of her breasts. Lucy rolled her eyes, but smirked then stuck her tongue out at the creep. He quickly turned tail and left the two of them. When he had turned the corner, Lucy shimmied out of Myst's arms and reached into the grocery bag, revealing a candy red apple.
She offered it to the mage, who gladly took it before they continued to the hotel.
"Thanks for stepping in back there," she said. "Though that creep at least had the decency to ask if he could touch my boobs first."
The mage choked on the bite he'd just taken and stared wide-eyed at the blonde. She snickered at his flushed cheeks that were barely visible under the mask he wore. He looked like he wanted to say something but she'd just rendered him silent, which made her laugh even harder.
